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Pain

Rating: 3.3

The Man that hath great griefs I pity not;
’Tis something to be great
In any wise, and hint the larger state,
Though but in shadow of a shade, God wot!

Moreover, while we wait the possible,
This man has touched the fact,
And probed till he has felt the core, where, packed
In pulpy folds, resides the ironic ill.

And while we others sip the obvious sweet—
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Ratnakar Mandlik 26 May 2020

A great poem highlighting the pain and it's victim and glorifying the duo for their worthwhile living. A well deserved classic poem of the day.

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Dr Antony Theodore 26 May 2020

To him the sorrows are the tension-thrills Of that serene endeavour, Which yields to God for ever and for ever The joy that is more ancient than the hills. Giving oneself to God completely especially in the sufferings. tony

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Kumarmani Mahakul 26 May 2020

To him the sorrows are the tension-thrills Of that serene endeavour, Which yields to God for ever and for ever The joy that is more ancient than the hills.........nice concluding with lofty theme. Beautiful poem.

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Edward Kofi Louis 26 May 2020

Sorrows are the tensions thrills! A

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Mahtab Bangalee 26 May 2020

For there is threefold oneness with the One; And he is one, who keeps The homely laws of life; who, if he sleeps, Or wakes, in his true flesh God’s will is done.....awesome theist feelings where relief of angst mind is existed

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Ramesh T A 26 May 2020

Whatever be a man's advantage based on his valour or status, it's only God's will prevails in the world life! Thanks for sharing!

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